She yelled loudly towards his back, Su Luo had an urge to impulsively tell him everything.
Su Luo told herself: As long as he stops, she will tell him.
However, Nangong Liuyun didn’t stop his footsteps the slightest bit, his pace became even faster.
How could he stop, also, how could he dare to stop?
He clearly knew his own temperament, if he didn’t go right now, he didn’t know what excessive things he would do to her.
Nangong Liuyun’s walking away figure, in an instant, had vanished, only leaving Su Luo alone, standing inside the wide hall.
The ice-cold night wind, in a flash, poured in. Su Luo only felt her back hair tremble from the cold. Her entire body felt chilled.
Su Luo didn’t know, in the end, how she returned to Su Manor.
She only remembered that last time, there was a huge rainstorm.